"Let's go," Mo Lingxuan stood up and said to the man.
There were still some who didn't respond, Mo Lingxuan turned to look at him and said, "Bi, didn't you invite me?"
Hearing what she said, the man returned to the country happily and took Mo Lingxuan to a private room.
After entering the room, a young girl walked in with a cup of tea. It was Mo Lingxuan who glanced at the woman. She was extremely coquettish and even more beautiful than ordinary women.
Mo Lingxuan has some understanding of this world. Apart from mortals cultivating, there are naturally demon gods. The people who want to come here are from the demon clan.
The man in front of her kept looking at her, "Is it possible that the young master fell in love with the woman just now."
"What good results did the shemale have."
"Haha~ It seems that I underestimated the son."
"Could it be that you still want to kill me?"
The man laughed even louder after hearing this, as if everything Mo Lingxuan said was a joke.
Mo Lingxuan ignored him, picked up the tea on the table, shook her head and drank it.
"Aren't Xiao Xuanxuan afraid of me being poisoned?"
When Mo Lingxuan heard what he said, she immediately stopped the movements in her hands, raised her head and stared at him fiercely. She wanted to see something in his eyes, but the eyes behind the man's mask did not fluctuate at all.
"Who are you!"
Her face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a trace of killing intent in her icy eyes, as if the god of death was coming, and there was an aura of death around her.
The man couldn't help shivering, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear at the current Mo Lingxuan. He swallowed and lost his arrogance.
He patted his chest, calmed down, and said to Mo Lingxuan, "Xiao Xuanxuan looks at you and scares me."
'Bang' a sudden sound of shattering came from the room, and at random Mo Lingxuan was standing behind him with a blood flute in hand. The man realized the danger and jumped up to the window. above the eaves.
"Wei Wei, I said Xiao Xuanxuan, you can't be so violent. You were not like this before, why did you change when you came back?"
Hearing his incoherent words, Mo Lingxuan still did not let down her guard.
"Who the hell are you!" Mo Lingxuan was cold and didn't mean to relax at all.
The man had no choice but to take off the mask on his face, but saw a flawless face that was extremely beautiful, with long dark red hair, unknotted and draped behind him, smooth and drooping like a fine silk satin. Beneath the delicate and feminine eyebrows are a pair of dark purple and splendid eyes. The red lips pursed lightly, like a smile but not a smile. The skin is fairer than snow, and it seems to exude a slight silver-white glow.
"Hey~ I was really forgotten by you, I am Kong Mingyou!"
"I don't know!" Mo Lingxuan hit him without hesitation.
When Kong Mingyou heard it, he was obviously beaten. He forgot that Mo Lingxuan was a dangerous person and jumped directly in front of her.
"How could you not know me."
"I grew up watching you."
Mo Lingxuan: ".."
It seems that this person is older than himself. Does this person in front of him have a problem with his brain
"You recognized the wrong person!" Mo Lingxuan said to him coldly, putting away the blood flute in her hand and leaving.
"Can't go!" Kong Mingyou blocked her.
Mo Lingxuan frowned, obviously she didn't like being blocked.
"I'm sorry, I'm so excited, I've waited for you for a thousand years, and it's hard for you to come back so I... I don't want to let you go again."
"What do you mean?" Mo Lingxuan was confused by what he said.
Kong Mingyou looked at her seriously and seemed to have a lot to say, and it seemed that she didn't know how to say it.
"I know what I'm saying now is a bit abrupt, but it's true. In fact, you are the goddess of the Moon Gods. I don't know why you destroyed your gods a thousand years ago. I was only three hundred years old at that time. Sometimes I vaguely heard my father mentioned that it seems to be related to the devil world."